#TGT Thursdays
What are your three good thoughts today?
This has been one of those weeks where I’ve lost track of the days. But as I sit here thinking back there are a few moments that were saved in the memory bank. Have any of you noticed that if you’re in the moment - staying present to what you’re doing - the memories are more vibrant? More readily available? More heartwarming?
Just more, if you get what I’m saying.
Here are the three things I remember being just fabulous this week…
One of the many perks of having Carly Jo do my hair (other than the obvious answer of looking fabulous) is that she continually has the best tv recommendations. And this week’s rec was one of my favorites. If you haven’t seen Peanut Butter Falcon on Netflix, then please do so… like, now. It’s funny, heartwarming, and just makes you happy. It’s an older movie, so you’ll have to search for it, but you won’t be disappointed.
Having drinks with a friend who knows you better than you know yourself. The drinks are great, but the insights are crazy good. I walked away from that night understanding myself in ways I hadn’t before. So fun. And next time you go to BJ’s, sit at the bar and harass Brady the bartender until he smiles. He won’t want to… he may give you a blank stare at first… but eventually, he cracks.
Y’all… it’s been so long since I’ve held a baby, and lately I’ve had the privilege to get my hands on sweet, little Ryann, my nephew’s daughter. She is perfection, and I’m not just saying that. She is 3 weeks old and still the tiniest thing ever—about the size of a loaf of bread—and don’t even get me started on the squeaks, peeps, and grunts she does. It’s baby heaven, and I got to hold her for hours last night. The best! I don’t believe there is anything more peaceful for me than to hold a baby. It’s magical.
Obviously, there are more… always more, but it’s now your turn to come up with your own three. As I write this, I’m sitting on the deck watching the bunnies make Darby crazy hopping all around our yard just outside her reach. It’s a perfect Spring night, and I’m not even caring that there is cotton flying around our yard like snow.
Thank you for reading—I mean that from the bottom of my little typing fingers. It’s been so long since I’ve done the blog thing, and it feels so rusty on my end. It’ll all come back eventually, so I’ll just keep plugging away.
It’s therapy for me in some ways, and it’s a commitment that I’m finally ready to keep. It’s been a long time coming, but I believe it’s here for good this time. I don’t want to let this feeling go again.
Reading season is officially upon us, so make sure you have something good to read at all times.
I’ll see you next time…
xo, mj
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